Dancing Fire

Rae easily bended backwards and thrusting her shoulder and arm back, completely avoiding the sword. She hid a grin and took a step back. She lifted her sword up in the air and thrust it down at a diagonal angle toward his shoulder.

Rae ducked, still holding onto her sword. She could see the sword was being distroyed, but still didn't let go. Because of this, when she ducked her body got twisted in a weir way and the boy's sword managed to strike the side of her head briefly before passing.

As her head swam and she tried to stay conscious, Rae finally released her sword. She stood and, looking in his eyes, light her own flash a light purple color for a second before they returned to normal. She hoped the hypnotism worked.

Rae quickly moved away and avoided being beheaded. But dizziness overtook her and she had to lean against a tree for support. Blinking rapidly, she failed to notice the blood going from the head wound and making its way down her neck.

Rae pursed her lips together and forced herself to stand, though still held a now shaky hand against the tree trunk. She watched him raise the sword and, too weak to move, waited for the blow that was sure to come.

"Why're you letting him get away?" Moe asked, angry.

"Because. He's obviously not planning on killing me, unlike what you thought." Rae closed her eyes so she wouldn't have to see the world spin around her.

"Oh, pish posh! He's just faking it! I swear ya, he has to be."

That made Rae a bit more alert, but she was too weak now to do anything. "Well then, let him....killllll meeee...." Her voice faded off and she fell to the ground in a faint.